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“Then you have no idea what you’re missing.”

“All right. You’ve convinced me. I’ll stay for breakfast.” He nuzzled her hair. Her shampoo smelled like fresh rain. “I wish we could sit a while and talk.”

“We could sit in the kitchen for a few minutes, but I’m going to bed. I came out to the kitchen to get some water and I had to wish you a good night.” Skye walked toward the open kitchen.

“How did you know I wasn’t asleep?” Diehl followed her with his phone acting as a flashlight to lead the way. Outside the storm was still raging.

“You just texted me.”

Diehl chuckled. “Yeah, I forgot.”

“See. You’re tired. You really need to get some sleep.” Skye opened the refrigerator. She picked out a bottled water.

Diehl did the same. He had brushed his teeth and wasn’t about to do it a second time if he drank anything else other than water.

“If you sleep now, you’ll only have six-and-a-half hours of sleep,” Skye said. “Then you have to drive home to a meeting.”

“Yeah. The meeting is important. It could remake or break the company.”

“Remake?” Skye asked.

They were still keeping their voices down, although the loud thunder rain outside would have masked their conversation.

“I can’t say anything now because it could go either way.” Diehl twisted the cap of the water bottle. “When things are clearer, I’ll tell you.”

Skye nodded.

“You’re not upset I’m not telling you things?” Diehl asked.

“While I am curious, I trust God for His timing. If it’s something I need to know, then at the right time, I will know. If it’s something I shouldn’t know, why should I pry?”

“It’s something I want to tell you, but now is not the time.”

“Then at the right time, we’ll have another talk. For now, we keep praying for God to give us wisdom in our businesses.”

Diehl nodded. “I like your confidence.”

“Remember the verse we heard at the Fire Pit Service a few weeks ago?”

“Remind me.” He noticed that Skye didn’t mention who preached that evening.

“Philippians 4:13 says ‘I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.’ There’s no other confidence for me except in Christ alone.”

“Always a good reminder to focus on Christ.”

Chapter Fifty-Three

Sebastian’s Belgian waffles were better than the five-star restaurants that Diehl had ever eaten in around the world, but he only had fifteen minutes to eat them hot or take them to go cold.

While Diehl enjoyed Sebastian’s company as well as Emmeline’s, he was disappointed that Skye had slept in. He wanted to kiss her goodbye, but not in front of her brother, and not if she hadn’t given him permission to enter her bedroom. He’d have to text her later.

Diehl thanked God that he left Sebastian’s apartment promptly at 6:30 a.m. because it took awhile to get out of Athens. The storm had passed, but downed trees were everywhere. Old oak trees that had seen the growth of the city for decades, perhaps at least a century, were either still on the roads or moved to the side to allow traffic to go through.

His Ferrari GPS worked overtime to recalculate alternate routes for him so that he would be able to get to the office on time. Forget going home to change.

He called Mom, asking her to go to his closet and pick out a shirt, a pair of pressed pants, socks, and briefs. Oh yes, a belt and matching dress shoes.

“Please ask Dad to bring them to work and leave them in my office,” he added.

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